Ashley
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I made my way down the hall to the room that was way too quiet for my little monster to be up, and pushed the door in slightly. The sight that greeted me was one that I had grown accustomed to in the last year and a half, father and child asleep in the old family rocker.
I can never quite retain the smile that blossoms in my heart whenever I come upon this scene. Simon, the big strong protector, provider who had become even more of a tyrant since my abduction, was his softest when he was with his little progeny.
I have no doubt that my husband loves me beyond reason, but I’m just as convinced of his love for his child. For someone who’d had a fit when we first found out the sex of our firstborn, he’d made a complete three-sixty since the second she was born. Though I’d never had any doubt that he would.
He’d hounded me for days after the initial discovery, until I’d wanted to bash him in the head. I didn’t know what he expected me to do after the fact. The baby was a girl and no amount of moaning and groaning on his part was going to change that.
Dad had finally pulled me aside when I was about at my wit’s end and explained to me that even he had-had a case of the sweats when he first learned he was having a little girl. According to him, it puts a fear in a man like no other. I had to take his word for it, because my husband had turned into a complete lunatic.
Then we brought her home, and even before that, while she was in the hospital, as soon as she was through feeding she’d search him out with her eyes. It was as if she knew that he needed working on. The little traitor was a daddy’s girl through and through. Oh she has her moments when she wants her momma, but if the two of us are in a room together I know I’ve lost that battle, and I love it.
I stood just inside the door not wanting to wake them. He because he was tired I know. He’s been working extra hours to prepare for the birth of our son. As with Ana, he wanted to be there for Jason’s first few months, so he was pushing himself at work to get things done so that he could be free without distractions.
Her, I wanted to sleep as long as possible, because once those eyes open she’d be off and running and there was no keeping up with her with a twenty pound belly in front of me.
When a lock of his hair fell across his forehead though, I couldn’t resist, and walked inside to fix it back in place with my fingers. As I reached out to do just that, his eyes flew open and on mine. Bright, beautiful, and alert! The smile that grew across his face was from the heart. It was the kind of smile that still made me weak in the knees.
With a finger to my lips, I cautioned him to be quiet and he looked down at the little head on his chest. My heart warmed at the way he lowered his lips to that head and closed his eyes with pleasure. I reached for her, suddenly wanting to put her to bed so that I could be alone with her dad, but he shook his head and mouthed that he’d do it.
Together, we walked to the nursery decked out for a southern princess and heaven knows she is that, and placed her in the canopied big girl bed as she calls it. It still gives her dad nightmares. If it were up to him, she’d be in a crib until she was sixty.
After making sure that she’d stay down, I took his hand and quietly made our way to our room. The servants were milling around downstairs, mom was out in the garden reading, where she’d probably fall asleep for her afternoon nap, and dad was off working.
They didn’t live with us, but might as well since they were always here and my husband wouldn’t have it any other way. Mom came every morning to help with the baby the bigger I got with my pregnancy which was a big help, it gave me time to do my classes on line and get some other things done before little Ana took over.
I closed the door gently and turned to him, all the need I had inside shining in my eyes I am sure. He didn’t need words to tell him, or my hand on his chest to guide him. Just as he’d done since the beginning, he put his hands on me with love and care, pushing the maternity top off my shoulders.
I stepped out of my shorts and his hands went to the band of my underwear, baring me completely before we turned to his clothing, which were soon on the floor at our feet. He picked me up effortlessly and made his way to the bed, laying me there like precious cargo.
He massaged my feet, taking them one by one into his hands, all the while holding my eyes with his. “That’s so good.” I sighed with pleasure and arched slightly as my legs spread open making room for him. It wasn’t long before I felt the warm wetness of his lips on my inner thigh and my blood begun to heat.
Even now, when my body is stretched with his child, he can still make me feel like the most desirable being. “Hmmm, you’re wet for me already.” I felt his tongue broad, flat, as he licked me there where I needed him most. I will never get tired of this, of the way he drank from me as if feeding on nectar.
The sounds he made as his tongue drove into me, made me hot, and when he grabbed the globes of my ass in his big hands and pulled me onto his tongue, I came. I grabbed his hair and held on because I knew once he got started he wouldn’t stop anytime soon.
My head tossed and turned on the pillow, pretty soon the sheets beneath me were wet with sweat in the Tennessee heat, but I didn’t care. I never wanted this amazing feeling to end. Lifting my knees beside his ears, I clasped his head and tried pulling him in even farther.
He knew what I needed-what I craved. And just as I was about to explode again, I felt his fingers. First one, then another slide into my now well used rosebud. I went off like a shot. Limbs shaking, head thrashing and mouth hung open in pleasure shock.
“Please Simon, hurry up and fuck me.” I opened my legs even wider, begging him to drive into me the way I like. I don’t know what it is, and he swears it’s a myth, but whenever I’m pregnant, his dick seems to get harder and longer, and now was no different.
My mouth actually watered at the sight of his angry cockhead as it dribbled cock juice. Without missing a beat, I scooted my ass down on the bed between his thighs until I was between his thighs. “Fuck!” He hissed as I swallowed his cock from tip to base in one go. I’d perfected my technique after my last pregnancy when sex was out, and wasn’t this good ole boy pleased. He’d bought me a forty thousand necklace the day after I first took all of him without any trouble.
“Be careful down there, baby.” Always the worrywart, he was worried about choking when all I cared about was the taste of him on my tongue. That didn’t stop him from stroking in and out of my mouth the way he likes, though he was going easier than was the norm.
When I felt that vein in his cock fill and he tried to pull out, I was ready. Using my newly manicured nails, I scraped along the underside of his balls and that’s all it took. He came with a roar that shook the room as his cock throbbed on my tongue.
I’m no fool. I knew our daughter’s penchant for long afternoon naps, it would be a while before she needed us, and the afternoon was too hot for anything else, and I knew just how I wanted to spend this rare afternoon off with him. “Damn you’re sneaky. Come on then.”
See, he knows me so well. He rolled to his back and helped me straddle him until I sat on his still semi-hard cock. I wasn’t worried about that, I knew all it would take was a sip of baby’s milk from my tits, a tight squeeze from overly hot pussy and he’d be like a raging bull again. And that’s just what happened.
His hand covered the hard mound of my tummy while the other pulled me down for his mouth. He nursed at my nipple the way he’d seen the baby do, soft and gentle, until I squeezed his cock with my walls, letting him know I was ready for more.
That was his cue to suck harder on my nipple, hard enough that I felt the pull between my thighs and started to ride that thirteen and a half inches of forced steel. He’d taken a video of us once, while I was heavily pregnant and riding his cock so I knew what I looked like. Wild and wanton, with my hair flying all over the place, what wasn’t stuck to me that is.
“You know you’re in for it now, don’t you baby girl?” I nodded my head since I’d lost the ability to speak. “ Uh-huh.” It was going to be a long afternoon but that’s exactly what I wanted. “Where do you feel me baby, show me.” I used my hand to rub the place just inside my navel where I could feel the pressure from his cock top out.
He went back to rubbing my tummy and sucking my tits until milk leaked onto my chest and down my middle. After I grew limp from my third or fourth cum, he pulled me off his cock and laid me on my side, facing away from him. This is one of my favorite positions when I’m this big with child.
He lifted my leg and I scooted back, opening myself to make it easier for him to get to the goods. He slid that meat in there so sweet I could’ve sung the Hallelujah chorus it was that good. “Play with your clit while I fuck you baby.” Yes sir, no need to ask twice. I let my fingers drop between my thighs and flicked my clit a few times before rubbing up and down.
The combination of his deep strokes and the feel of my own hand on my clit was too much, and I was soon cumming on his cock again. His hand came down to cover his son and I found that sexy as hell. I loved the way he was so careful of me even as we were both losing control.
“How’s my son?” I knew that was coming.
“He’s just fine Simon, just keep doing what you’re doing.” I covered his hand with mine and worked my ass back and forth on his cock until he grunted and sped up the pace.
I yelped in surprise when I found myself turned onto my hands and knees, my head being pushed down into the pillow and my ass way up in the air.
“Oh yes Simon, that’s it. Fuck the shit outta my fat red pussy.” I knew just what that talk would do to him and I wasn’t disappointed. He drove into me hard enough to shake the bed. None of that careful shit he likes to play even though I’ve told him I can take it. “Fuck baby, no.”
“Yes Simon, give it to me, I need it, come on, fuck me the way you know you want to. Don’t you want my pussy anymore?” I pouted over my shoulder at him. I knew he knew I was playing him, but he wouldn’t be able to resist, not while he was buried balls deep like he is.
“Of course I want you.” One stroke, and a hand rubbing my ass, almost there! “Then why won’t you lose control for me when I’m like this?” I wiggled my ass for emphasis and saw the light in his eyes. “Babe…”
“It’s fine, you heard what the doctor said.” As I spoke I kept working his cock with my pussy muscles until he was fast fucking me into the bed with his knees planted and his head thrown back. That hand on my ass was spanking me now as he told me off for tricking him.
The hair pulling came next and I shouted for joy, this is what I love. He still wrapped one arm around me to hold my tummy as he slammed into me over and over again, but the battering never stopped. I grunted like an animal each time he bottomed out and I came. I begged him to pull my hair harder, to fuck deeper, and each time he answered my call.
I wasn’t surprised when he growled like a lion an hour later as his body shook in the throes of a massive orgasm. I felt it the moment it happened, but it took him a few seconds longer. “Babe, what the fuck?”
“My water broke.”
THE END
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